"Lord Gillym, have we overlooked anything?" The apostles' hearts sank, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"You must remember that the biomes of the Dark Regions are different from the villages and towns on the surface, and even if they are of a lower level, they are aggressive. If you are not familiar with them, and despise them, you will surely learn a lesson that you will never forget. ”

Gillimu sighed helplessly, pointed to the mushroom field in front of the cave and said, "Do you know why the nezumi tribe doesn't arrange sentries at the door of the lair~?" ”

"You mean there's something wrong with these mushrooms?" Qin Lun's eyelids jumped, and he asked softly.

"Well, these mushrooms are called Shrill Gray Mushrooms, and they have a very strange structure, and their bodies are full of grid-like silk wool that can store a lot of air. They are very sensitive to external shocks, and when they come close, they will contract forcefully, squeezing out the air in their bodies. ”

"Then they let out a high-pitched cry to deter the underground creatures who want to use them for food. These little things are not only reserve food for the nezumen, but they are also the best sentinels. ”

"Aren't the rats themselves afraid of the screaming cries of the shrill shrooms?" Elistin asked curiously.

The Elven Druid's question was of great interest to the others, after all, the path left by the nezumi in the middle of the mushroom field was only two feet wide, and even if the nezumi were small, they should have stepped into the warning range of the Howling Gray Mushroom.

Do the rats have to cover their ears every time they enter and leave the nest?

"So you underestimate the nezumi, these abominable rats are not worth mentioning in terms of strength, but they are too nimble. At a distance of two feet, they can hide the perception of the shrivelling shroom. ”

Gillimu couldn't help but smile wryly, "I once saw a bard nezumi performer in Neverwinter who could dance on the tip of a knife without even touching the soles of his feet. ”

Jilmy paused, frowned, and said, "However, the trouble caused by the shrill gray mushroom is not much of a problem, and the strictest thing is that the rats are both timid and vindictive, and their nests tend to have several exits. In case they escape some of the adult warriors, our next job will be even more annoying. ”

"In that case...... Lord Gillym, we may be able to lure the snake out of the cave and wipe out the warriors of the Nezumi tribe outside the cave. Qin Lun groaned and said.

"It's a solution, but ......," Gilmil said with a meaningful smile as he looked at the apostles, "the nezumi are also an intelligent race, and they are cautious and cunning by nature, so they are not so easy to deceive!" ”

"Leave this work to us!" Qin Lun and Wei Si glanced at each other, and said with a smile, "If the intruders you see outside the lair are humans and elves, rather than the dwarves you have just robbed, then presumably the vigilance of the rat people will be reduced a lot!" ”

"Are you sure?" The old dwarf squinted his eyes with a hint of slyness.

Qin Lun and the others looked at each other and smiled, this heroic dwarf elder didn't look like a good bird, it was estimated that he had just said so much, just to want the apostles to be a bait for the exploration team.

"Well, now that you've taken on this difficult task, I won't say anything more." Gillimu patted Qin Lun's shoulder fiercely and laughed heartily, "Remember, you have to hold on for a while longer, and try to seduce as many adult nezumi as possible, as long as the nezumi feel that there is hope for victory, they will continue to invest in troops." ”

"Don't worry, Lord Gillym, we know what to do." Wei Si agreed, squeezing his eyes at Qin Lun, "So...... Your Highness Ferral, let's go and prepare for battle first. ”

Qin Lun smiled bitterly, although Gillim gave the task to the apostle, but with his plot identity, he would definitely not be able to participate in this battle in person, not even Elistine, as for Mastasya and Idria, it was up to them to their own wishes.

Eventually, after deliberations, Weiss's team, including the seven Apostles of Hill and Rand, joined the mission, and Mastasia joined in with great interest, but Elistin and Idria were not interested.

If not necessary, the elven druids have never been very interested in fighting, while Idria is impatient with acting, preferring to wait for the melee that follows.

"Hehe, Qin Lun, let's be cocooned!" Hill gloated on the team channel, and if he didn't participate in the battle, he naturally didn't have a mission contribution.

Although it is only a precursor ~ drama of a big war, this incident is related to the dwarves opening up the mining area of the Secret Silver Hall, and it has a direct impact on the contribution to the task. As for the real battle later, as soon as Gillym, a legendary powerhouse, makes a move, there will basically be no role for the apostle.

"Oh, yes! The Nezumi are also a relatively large race, and this tribe may have professionals such as priests or thieves. Just as Weiss and the others were ready, Gillie threw another fluttering word.

"What? Professional? By the time Weiss and the others came to their senses, the old dwarf had already run away.

"This is a headache!" Weiss and the others smiled bitterly, and the professional in Gillimu's mouth refers to the combat profession that the original inhabitants of the Torrell world have met certain conditions and thus been promoted.

The intelligent race of the rat people has no complete civilization, and their instinctive fighting skills are not worth mentioning.

However, there is a complete dark god system in the dark region, although this god system does not have a god king in the de facto sense, and the belief is relatively confusing, but this does not mean that the rat people will not give birth to some dark god disciple professions.

After Weiss and the others reminded them of the Mul Monster possessed by the Nezumi, they quickly thought of one of the dark gods, the god of the Ooze Slime Monster - Guannard!

The god of ooze is a very old, very weak god, but it is also a god after all, capable of giving believers some divine magic.

Expanding their minds, the apostles also thought of other gods in the Underworld who might accept nezumi followers, such as Elisetsu, the dark maiden, Viren, the god of conspiracy and theft, and Zia Windsally, the goddess of immortal vengeance.

The Dark Maiden is the daughter of the Spider God Queen, and she is also a rare order-abiding and kind god in the Dark Region, and the nezumi only has a very low probability of becoming her believer, so let's not mention it for the time being. But in connection with the characteristics of the nezumen, it is not surprising that there are several fanatical followers of the goddess Viren and Ziya in the tribe.

The followers of Viren basically represent the class of thieves, and the followers of the goddess Ziya will give birth to priests of the restoration lineage. With the help of these two professions, plus the mud monster tamers that had appeared, Weiss and the others suddenly realized that the old dwarf was not wrong at all, they despised this group of big rats too much.

"Good luck to you!" Qin Lun twitched the corners of his mouth, holding back his gloating mood, and headed towards the place where the dwarven exploration team was ambushed.

The plan to lure the snake out of the hole has been decided, but this does not mean that Weiss and the others can seduce all the adult rat people out at once. They need to lure out a group of nezumi vanguards, inflict some damage on them, and then wait for a large number of nezumi to appear, chase them and lead them into the dwarven ambush circle.

Most of the dwarves in the exploration team are professionals, and there are a few rare dwarven axe-throwers. However, dwarves are born with short legs, and if they don't introduce the nezumi into an ambush circle with special terrain, even if there is a legendary powerhouse like Gillim, they may encounter defeat.

In order to avoid a failed ambush, the dwarven exploration team's ambush circle is a little far from the cave, a slightly low-lying clearing on the edge of the mushroom glade. Here, the dwarves weave several huge nets with ropes, which are the best means of limiting the range of the nezumen.

"Master Mastasia, it's better for you to make a specific arrangement!" Weiss sighed and wisely handed over command to the Highland Elves.

Neither Weiss nor Mastasia have adventure experience in the Dark Regions, and perhaps Weiss's strength is stronger than that of the Highland Elves, but Mastasia is the original inhabitant of the Torrell world, and has the intelligence support of the Harpist Alliance, and the High Apostle still feels that Mastasia is more suitable to command this battle than him.

"Okay!" Mastasya took it upon himself to gather the crowd and laid out a simple battle plan.

……

Qin Lun stood on the lid of a giant mushroom tree more than thirty meters high, looking out at the rat-man cave in the distance, while Elistine beside him seemed preoccupied and a little absent-minded at this time.

"Philar, when are we going back to the Anker Elven Court, I miss Elder Adeline and the rest of the clan a little!" The elf druid's love was not high, and he asked with a dodgy gaze.

Qin Lun looked back in amazement and found that the depths of Elistin's beautiful eyes were full of exhaustion and sleepiness. His heart shuddered slightly, and he suddenly realized that the elven druids had been silently enduring all along.

Elistin was different from him, even from the likes of Idria and Mastasia, perhaps after leaving the Jondath Forest, the elven beauty's heart was never full, full of insecurity from being displaced.

Maybe I shouldn't have persuaded her to leave the Jondal Elven Court in the first place! Qin Lun had such a thought in his heart for some reason.

Elistine is a druid of the Nature Sect, and despite her fighting prowess, judging from her background and personality alone, perhaps a stable and quiet secluded life is truly suitable for her.

"Elistin, have you ever regretted leaving the Jondal Forest?" Qin Lun couldn't help but blurt out.

"Regrets?" Elistin was a little dazed, but she quickly understood what Qin Lun meant, and shook her head with a smile, "Even if it's not for the clan, I've never regretted it." To be able to get to know you, to know Idria, to know Milleras...... There are so many other companions that I feel truly lucky. It's just that...... Maybe I've been away from my people for too long, and I miss them a little. ”

I see! Qin Lun smiled and hugged the elf druid into his arms, gently rubbing her silver hair, "When we help the dwarves find the mine passage of the Secret Silver Hall, we will go back to the Anker Elven Court!" ”

"Hmm!" Elistin was blushed by Qin Lun's sudden attack, but he didn't push away the silver-haired elf, closed his eyes and buried his head in his chest, wrapped his backhand around his waist, and sighed lightly.

It's just that the elf druid didn't see the extremely complicated expression on Qin Lun's face, and at this moment, he gave up his plan to bring Elistin into the shattered starry sky in his heart.

Elistine is not fit to be an apostle, he can't selfishly tie elven beauties into his life!

In fact, Qin Lun didn't realize that he also had a problem at this time, or maybe he knew but didn't care. If Hill and Rand were by his side at this moment, they should have already noticed that Qin Lun's behavior was strange, and it was very different from before.

"Hey, don't treat me as if I don't save zài, okay!" Adria rolled her eyes and said quietly.

"Ah~" Elistin pushed Qin Lun away like an electric shock, covered his face with a red face and jumped off the giant mushroom, and he didn't know where to hide after a few dodges.

"Well, it looks like the battle over there has already begun!" Qin Lun looked up casually, as if nothing had happened just now, which made the female knight of Lauita have to admire his cheekiness. I1292